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Backseat in The Dark
by Milton Dewar
Backseat in The Dark by Milton Dewar is such an interesting tale of suspense. It's a very quick read, but it definitely packed a punch!
My goodness. When I picked this one up, I never could have guessed what I was getting myself into.
This short story is almost like a stream of consciousness from the perspective of the main character. As the reader, we see what is currently happening to him, complete with his narration about the events, sprinkled with flashbacks to past experiences.
I found the main character to be interesting, but it was definitely a bit painful to watch him deal with these events. There were many scenes that made me so nervous for him! I couldn't wait to see what happened next!
I don't want to give anything away, so I will unfortunately have to leave it at that!
My favorite passages:
But the crickets just weren't doing it for me this time around. The chirping was nothing more than a metronome for the drumming of a thunderous heartbeat; the soundtrack for a swelling anger, starring yours truly.
On the passenger side in the distance behind me, there it was. Against the backdrop of the roadside woods, the same shadow, the same darkness, a different moonlight. Logic saw a big ragged triangle, on top of a small circle, on top of a vertical rectangle; an object. Concern saw a large, pointed hat, a head, and a body; a person. Caution said to keep moving. Courage reminded me that I had a gun. Fear said it didn't matter. Anger told my imagination to stop the bullshit. "Eeeing." Again. I slammed the brakes. Denial was silenced by whiplash.
I noticed that the "shadow" I saw in the rear view mirror was gone. According to panic, that's a problem. A big problem.
What was happening was so bad, that it didn't feel real. I felt like I was playing a video game on the largest television set ever, and I was sitting too close to the TV screen.
My goodness. When I picked this one up, I never could have guessed what I was getting myself into.
This short story is almost like a stream of consciousness from the perspective of the main character. As the reader, we see what is currently happening to him, complete with his narration about the events, sprinkled with flashbacks to past experiences.
I found the main character to be interesting, but it was definitely a bit painful to watch him deal with these events. There were many scenes that made me so nervous for him! I couldn't wait to see what happened next!
I don't want to give anything away, so I will unfortunately have to leave it at that!
My favorite passages:
But the crickets just weren't doing it for me this time around. The chirping was nothing more than a metronome for the drumming of a thunderous heartbeat; the soundtrack for a swelling anger, starring yours truly.
On the passenger side in the distance behind me, there it was. Against the backdrop of the roadside woods, the same shadow, the same darkness, a different moonlight. Logic saw a big ragged triangle, on top of a small circle, on top of a vertical rectangle; an object. Concern saw a large, pointed hat, a head, and a body; a person. Caution said to keep moving. Courage reminded me that I had a gun. Fear said it didn't matter. Anger told my imagination to stop the bullshit. "Eeeing." Again. I slammed the brakes. Denial was silenced by whiplash.
I noticed that the "shadow" I saw in the rear view mirror was gone. According to panic, that's a problem. A big problem.
What was happening was so bad, that it didn't feel real. I felt like I was playing a video game on the largest television set ever, and I was sitting too close to the TV screen.